I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 143 Unloading the Wheels of People's Carts

Except for the jewelry that the original owner’s mother left her, the rest were bought for her by Lao Juren. Later, the jewelry was sold by the original owner and converted into medicinal soup. Unfortunately, even the loss of the family’s fortune did not save Lao Juren’s life.

 Now, what she uses to tie her hair is a polished peach branch.

"Don't think too much about anything else. As long as you work hard and get through this period, you will have whatever you want."

Bai Anyi was stunned, holding two screws in his hand.

“Mom, don’t worry, my son will work hard to make money and buy you the most beautiful cloth for clothes and the most beautiful hairpins for your hair.”

 ‘As expected of me, I actually know what he is thinking. ’

“Your idea is good, I like it very much, and I will reward you with a duck egg.”

Baiyunxi winked at him, raised his hand from the water, and there was a splash of water, and then a white duck egg was revealed in his hand.

“It’s my mother’s luck, I didn’t see any of them.”

Bai Anyi wiped the water droplets on his face, his eyes sparkling, took the duck egg from his mother's hand and wiped it, "This duck is really weird, why does it like to lay eggs into the water?"

"This kind of duck is generally called a duck that throws eggs. If it is domesticated and dares to throw eggs like this, it will be stewed on the pot in the morning and evening. In addition to ducks that throw eggs, there are also chickens that throw eggs, haha..."

There are also ducks raised in the village, and they go swimming in the river in groups every morning. Before going out, some careful housewives will pick up the ducks and rub their bellies for fear of laying their eggs outside.

Listening to my mother’s hearty laughter, Bai Anyi was also infected. He smiled and bent down to touch the screws carefully.

The couple happily touched half a basket of screws, four duck eggs, and pinched a handful of perilla leaves before going home together. When passing by a sorghum field, they heard someone talking.

“Master, guess who I saw when I came over that **** just now?”

 “Don’t be too pretentious. Everyone is busy harvesting. What’s strange about seeing people?”

“Tch, I’m not talking about the people who work. I saw the white widow and her son touching screws in the shallows. Tsk tsk... The life of their family is really hard. They even started to eat the screws used to feed the chickens and ducks.”

“Really? The earthy smell of that thing is so strong, how can you swallow it?”

“It’s not a bad thing, man, no one has front and back eyesight. Good or bad luck is all determined by God. Once you enjoy it, it will be gone.”

The man said, paused for a while, and couldn't help but chuckle,

“Who would have thought that the lady who held high office in the past would be like today? I’m afraid she didn’t even think of it herself, haha..."

Bai Anyi was carrying the basket, his face turned red with anger, he clenched his fists and wanted to rush over, but Bai Yunxi grabbed his arm in time.

“Do you know whose family owns this sorghum field?”

Baiyunxi is also very helpless. Whenever something happens to her family, she becomes the talk of the town and is often taken out for a walk.

Standing on a popular spot, it is unrealistic to try to suppress it for a moment, but it is also tiring to have her pinch her waist and scold him one by one.

“They belong to the Song family. When my second brother and I went to the fields in the morning, we saw Song Ming’s father and mother standing at the edge of the field. It must be the two of them.”

Song Ming's parents are the second eldest son of the Song family, and Maihua's second uncle and aunt.

Bai Anyi gritted his teeth and glanced at the sorghum field with hatred. When he saw the cart on the ground, he took off the wheels of the cart without thinking.

 A good cart fell apart in an instant.

 Baiyunxi: “…”

This guy is a bit jealous of evil.

 (End of this chapter)